new home

Mom is cat sitting for the tenant upstairs again, so I got to go visit on Sunday night ( she was too busy to bring me last night). I don't think the cat remembered me, because she ran under the couch until my human brother coaxed her out. I went over and touched noses with her a couple of times, but somehow she didn't seem to want to really be friends. Oh well, her loss. I contented myself with sniffing all the wonderful strange new smells. Even if I don't want to go outside right now, it's nice to visit a new place.